Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

The gentle voice, blessed by Yuan Qi, resounded through every corner of Huizhou County and reached the ears of everyone in the city.

The shouting and shouting shook the sky, and the chaotic and chaotic crowd suddenly fell into silence for a moment.

Most of the people in Huizhou County work from sunrise to sunset, working hard for a few taels of silver.

Before this voice sounded, they didn't even know what was happening in the usually peaceful county.

All I know is that as soon as I wake up, the sky has changed.

The sky fire fell from the sky, devouring their home with endless explosions. The honest and honest neighbors who were sitting in front of the courtyard yesterday were blown into bloody foam, and the flames that could not be extinguished continued to spread in the city.

And this sudden sound gave them the answer.

assassination.

An assassination that slaughtered an entire city for killing one person.

How ridiculous.

But what's even more tragic is that even if they know the truth, they can't change anything. They don't even have time to resent the truth, so they continue to flee driven by the desire to survive.

Praying to survive this catastrophe.

And in the chaotic streets where people were fleeing, the calmness of the two men with wailing iron masks seemed so out of place with the chaos around them.

The two of them walked against the panicked flow of people like a leisurely stroll towards the central block where the flames were rising.

It was Tai Shiran and Fatty Zhou who were responsible for searching for Xu Yuan.

Looking at the chaotic crowd around him, Fatty Zhou asked with a smile:

"The Third Young Master of the Prime Minister's Mansion actually showed up on his own initiative. He couldn't be a fake, right?"

Tai Shiran also looked at the people fleeing around him, but his voice was very low:

"The owner of that voice is indeed Xu Changtian."

A flash of interest flashed in Fatty Zhou's eyes, and his indifferent eyes swept over the chaotic crowd around him:

"You jumped out now, are you prepared to save these common people with your own life?"

"He saves these mortals?"

Tai Shiran glanced at Fatty Zhou: "Is this realistic?"

Fatty Zhou was a little dumbfounded and shook his head slightly: "That's right. Not to mention hundreds of thousands, millions of mortals can't compare to the life of his Prime Minister's son. He should have stepped forward out of desperation."

Tai Shiran looked in the direction of the Department of Alien Beasts from a distance, and his words were a little heavy:

"The Third Young Master of the Prime Minister's Mansion should know something and is ready to negotiate with us with Jing Xuelan."

"Jing Xuelan"

Fatty Zhou murmured, his brows under the mask frowned slightly, and his smile faded: "You mean his target is Fairy Luo?"

Tai Shiran glanced at the crazy old man in the sky: "Old man Tian has already reported our number. Four mortal assassins. If he dares to take the initiative, can he only have a way to persuade Fairy Luo to retreat?"

Fatty Zhou's narrow eyes flashed with confusion:

"Even if the Prime Minister's Mansion has information to know the relationship between Luo Xianzi, Jing Tingxi and Jing Xuelan, now Luo Xianzi is wearing a weeping iron mask. How did Xu Changtian recognize her?"

Tai Shiran's voice was natural and cold:

"Xu Changtian is the beginning of the world's great catastrophe, so he naturally has his own special features."

Fatty Zhou was silent for a while, and glanced at the battle circle outside the city belonging to the strong semi-saints:

"Brother Taishi, shall we talk to him now? Fairy Luo."

"Brother Zhou." Tai Shiran interrupted the other party's words.

He slowly turned his eyes back and stared into Fatty Zhou's eyes:

"You want to negotiate with the founder of the world's great catastrophe?"

"." Fatty Zhou was silent.

As a member of the Supervisory Heaven Pavilion, he is very clear about the meaning behind the world's great calamity.

No matter when, the world's catastrophe is the target of their Jiantian Pavilion's unscrupulous means to eliminate and kill.

As long as the world's catastrophe can be eliminated, even the high-ranking Pavilion Master can die calmly, let alone Jing Xuelan's life and death.

However, now the future is already dark,

If we kill Xu Changtian now, can we really return to Qingming in the future?

Fatty Zhou didn't know about this.

But looking at Tai Shiran's expression, the other party had probably already made a decision in his mind.

"kill him."

Tai Shiran's indifferent voice sounded in the ears of the haggard old man and the middle-aged beautiful woman, and was also captured by Xu Yuan's spiritual vision standing on the deck.

The moment he heard this message, Xu Yuan's heart suddenly sank.

The worst still happened.

As a talker, he had the confidence to treat Luo Bingli with Jing Xuelan's life in his hands, but the leader of the group of assassins obviously had no intention of letting him speak.

As long as you are not given a chance to speak, the cards in your hand will have to be taken into the coffin.

Fierce and decisive.

At this moment, time seemed to pass extremely slowly.

The beautiful middle-aged woman who received the order did not act immediately, with hesitation in her eyes.

She loved the whole house and she didn't want Jing Tingxi's only daughter in the world to die.

And more importantly, Luo Bingli only agreed to participate in the assassination for Jing Xuelan. If something happened to Jing Xuelan, how would the woman explain it?

Compared with the hesitation of the middle-aged beautiful woman, the cloudy eyes of the haggard old man who was in madness immediately filled with endless excitement upon hearing the order.

Uncontrollable emotions spread in the chest, and the figure of the withered old man turned into an afterimage and swooped towards the Xuanying Pavilion.

The scorching flames around the Xuan Ying Pavilion began to boil. The speed of transformation into the mortal realm was not something Xu Yuan could react to now, but fortunately there was someone around him who could react.

It's too late, but it's too soon,

Without any hesitation, Qianxi stretched out her slender hand and grabbed the back of Xu Yuan's neck, then jumped back suddenly.

"boom!!"

Almost the next moment, the old man's thin and withered figure hit the loft deck where Xu Yuan was standing just like a sharp arrow, and directly penetrated the huge body of Xuan Ying below the loft with his body, and finally hit the ground. A cloud of smoke and dust rose up.

"Falcon!!!"

As a Class A military monster, there was almost no possibility that Black Eagle would be frightened and lose control, but under the heart-wrenching pain, it still inevitably let out a painful scream.

However, the cry only lasted for less than a few breaths before ending abruptly.

Endless flames gush out from its bloody penetrating wound, instantly swallowing its body with a wingspan of nearly a hundred feet, turning it into a huge fire bird.

In an instant, he fell back nearly a hundred feet,

Qianxi, Xu Yuan and the unconscious Jing Xuelan landed on a ruined wall, staring intently at the old man who walked out of the sea of ​​fire, covered in blood, like a fire demon.

The withered old man did not immediately attack again, but stared at the group of three people here with a cat-and-mouse look.

Seeing this scene, Xu Yuan's eyes narrowed unconsciously.

The 'Leziman Disease' obviously made the old man fearless of death, but he also lost his rational judgment.

He began to pursue pleasure.

This is the only good news among all the bad news.

Because of the memory fragments in the illusion, Xu Yuan knew very well that for strong men at the level of Yuanchu and Shemort, if they were even the slightest bit different from those in the same level of fighting, they would be doomed.

With his thoughts at this point, Xu Yuan glanced at the beautiful middle-aged woman who had not yet joined the battlefield.

He didn't know why the other party was standing still, but this was an opportunity.

Although this world's top powerhouse is not a glass cannon, the power of his spells is far stronger than the limit that his physical body can withstand.

Although he doesn't know how strong Qianxi is, if he can take advantage of the other party's flaw of losing his mind, he can kill her instantly.

Thoughts flashed, Xu Yuan was about to send a message, and Luo Xiran's voice first sounded in his heart, and his voice was extremely serious:

"Kid, next time that old man comes near you, just stand still and don't move."

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The leader of Jiantian Pavilion was decisive and ruthless, which directly put Xu Yuan into a real dead situation.

Lou Ji was detained by Luo Bingli outside Huizhou County. Qianxi borrowed from Li Yunqing could not give Xu Yuan the sense of security he wanted.

In this situation, he could only take one step at a time on the edge of death.

You know, now in the city, it is not only the two Sheofans in front of me who want his soul-condensing life, but there are also two Sheofans lurking in the dark.

The countermeasures he came up with just now were nothing more than a life-changing move in a dead situation.

Even if Qianxi could instantly kill the old man who was playing with fire and drag the plump woman with him through the information he gave her, the other two transformations hiding in the dark could kill him at any time.

The poisonous snakes hiding in the dark are the most deadly.

However, Luo Xiran's sudden voice gave Xu Yuan a sense of hope in his heart:

"What's the meaning?"

Luo Xiran's voice was serious and dignified:

"As long as I can come into contact with the old man's body, I will use a method to make the strange disease spread rapidly in his body in a short period of time, and even completely swallow up his sanity."

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Hearing this, Xu Yuan's hope disappeared instantly and he exhaled a helpless smile.

Lou Ji once said that it took half a decade for the disease to completely transform Jing Xuelan, a great master.

As a haggard old man in the realm of metamorphosis, it will inevitably take longer to be completely infected. Luo Xiran has the means to make him sick quickly, which can be regarded as a timely help.

After all, this is almost equivalent to turning this haggard old man who is now bent on killing himself into a "neutral wild monster".

But the problem is,

This little bit of charcoal fire could not save him from the snow disaster at all.

He was helpless, but his desire to survive still made Xu Yuan make an immediate decision:

"How to do it?"

"Relax."

Luo Xiran's Qianran voice answered simply: "Give me your body."

When he finished speaking, before Xu Yuan could speak, countless fungus blankets quietly gush out from the Blood God Stone Jade Pendant.

Part of it directly covered the surface of Xu Yuan's body to form a black death armor, and the other part poured into Xu Yuan's body.

As a former mortal or even semi-holy alien, Xu Yuan is no stranger to the introduction of germ carpet into the body.

These bacterial blankets inside his body were like tight thin ribbons, tightly binding every cell in his body together.

With the blessing of these blankets, Xu Yuan could clearly feel that the strength of his physical body was rapidly increasing at a pathological speed.

Feeling these changes, Xu Yuan, who was in despair, felt a little funny in his heart.

They are indeed two brothers and sisters.

Old Man Luo can refine Yuan Qi with the power of his mind and soul, allowing him to temporarily possess strength comparable to that of a great master.

And this Miss Luo used the germ carpet as a medium to directly strengthen his physical body.

I just don’t know how much growth this little girl Luo can bring to him compared to Old Man Luo.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan's thoughts stopped abruptly.

The old habit has returned. When I feel nervous, I will think about all these things.

After gathering his thoughts, Xu Yuan glanced at Qianxi, who looked like she was facing a formidable enemy, and said through a message:

"Qianxi, keep an eye on the woman in the air, and leave the old man with fire to me."

Hearing this, a trace of astonishment flashed unconsciously in Qianxi's eyes, which were originally solemn.

Soul condensation and mortal transformation?

What's the meaning?

Is this third young master crazy?

"Third Young Master"

Xu Yuan's eyes were fixed on the old man slowly walking out of the sea of ​​fire, and his voice was very soft:

"I remember Yun Qing said that you should obey my orders in everything."

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After a moment of silence, Qianxi responded in a low voice and then said nothing more.

He has no good impression of the third son of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Since the other party insists on doing so, let him go.

If the other party dies, she will immediately rush back to His Highness to protect him.

Your Highness, you are still waiting for her.

Looking down from the sky, one-third of the huge Huizhou County has been swallowed up by the sea of ​​fire, and the fire is still spreading towards the rest at an extremely fast speed.

And the person who started all this is walking towards Xu Yuan step by step.

The wrinkled cheeks of the withered old man, the disheveled white hair, and the gorgeous robe were soaked in the blood of Black Eagle, but the smell of blood seemed to excite him even more.

The old man's walking speed was not very fast, but he had quickly shortened the distance between him and Xu Yuan in a few breaths.

Baizhang,

Sixty feet.

Ten feet.

Standing on the ruins of the broken wall, Xu Yuan took out the willow ghost blade and stared quietly at the old man's withered face that looked like tree bark with an extremely distorted expression of excitement, without any words.

When the withered old man saw Xu Yuan's calm expression, a hint of displeasure appeared on his twisted expression.

He is not satisfied with the other party's performance.

He felt that this boy should be afraid at this moment, should kneel down and beg for mercy, should bring out his all-powerful father to suppress him, and then be ridiculed and tortured to death by him.

But soon, the withered old man returned to his twisted and sinister smile.

He wanted to tear off his handsome face and see if his expression could still be so calm.

Then,

His figure suddenly disappeared from Xu Yuan's sight.

The speed of transformation was beyond what Xu Yuan could keep up with, but just because he couldn't keep up, it didn't mean that Luo Xiran couldn't keep up.

"boom!!"

A muffled sound exploded.

Luo Xiran held the willow ghost blade in front of him and collided with the flaming fist of the withered old man.

The powerful force of the Mortal Transformation Realm caused the willow ghost blade in Xu Yuan's hand to fly out, hovering and inserting into a ruins more than ten feet away.

With just one blow, Xu Yuan still felt that some of his internal organs were shattered, even though there were countless blankets protecting his body.

However, because the bacteria carpet bound the broken organs together, his body did not suffer from a negative state due to the injury.

However, Luo Xiran's obstruction with the Liumu Ghost Blade just now did not stop the withered old man's punch, but only caused it to deviate slightly from its trajectory.

Without losing strength, he directly penetrated Xu Yuan's right chest.

Take care of yourself, take care of yourself

Feeling like my body has been hollowed out

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